As the rest of the herd crowded around for Agnes’ arrival, a juvenile eagle and his dad watched from the trees. Once Agnes was walking, they swooped low for the calf’s afterbirth & hauled it to the next field.
Cotyledons-filled tissue snagged on the fence, but a later clean-up crew got that. (You’ll meet them tomorrow.)
“. . . making the most of every opportunity . . .”
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As Nature Intended. Love Your Insights In Life. Thanks Cheryl